Big Mountain Mason & The Irish Rose Collab
Location: The Party
Dom didn't say a word. He had no idea who this person was or why he just did what he did. He didn't need words to express how he was feeling in that moment, his hazel eyes did all the talking. They were filled, not with tears, not with rage, they were filled with something none of Dominic's friends had ever seen within the quiet mountaineer. Dom's eyes were filled with something much, much darker. As Nat ran off to the bathroom with a steaming mad Tas behind her, Dom got to his feet slowly and peeled off his nice suit jacket. The jacket had hid it quit well but with now just a t-shirt on, Dominic's frame was now apparent. The man was made of solid rock, built like the mountains he loved so much, the boyfriend of the birthday girl was two hundred pounds of muscle. Dom had still not said a word as everyone gawped and yelled at the newcomer.
Claire couldn't believe what she had just seen, the look Tas shot her let her as he ran off after Nat screamed cash in that fucking coupon now. Claire gave a quick nod and it didn't take long for her to drop the tux coat and the wig into Didi's hands and shove her back slightly. "Stay out of the way," Claire grumbled under her breath. Claire was known to be a fighter but she was always happy, jovial, never mean. That was until now, the look in her eyes was on fire; her Irish blood was boiling. She caught the look that Dom had come over his features and she smirked slightly as she cracked her knuckles. This was going to go bad fast and Claire intended to enjoy it.
He stepped forward beyond the table they were sitting at, his breathing getting slightly heavier. With no inclination he head-butted Eddy right beneath his left eye, forcing the pretty boy backwards. As the red mist further descended, Dominic pushed passed his friends and followed Edgar's staggering form to the dance floor. Claire laughed slightly as she bee lined behind Dom, she was going to get a piece of this asshole. He grabbed his throat with one hand and squeezed tightly, Dom's arms were like vices, looking at him now, this was not the gentle, caring man his friends were used to. Planting a firm kick into Edgar's knee, the new man bucked onto the floor with Dom pressing his foot against his handsome face. "Really? You're going to come into my house, disrespect my girlfriend? Spit in her face? You're dead" Grabbing the boys jaw, Dom dragged him back to his feet before throwing him against the bar and punching him in the gut. He grabbed a nearby bottled and poured it all over Eddy, just as he had done to Natalya. He then broke the bottle on the edge of the table and waved it in front of Edgar's face. "Wonder what I could do with this?"
"Oh, oh! I know, gut him like a fish!" Claire exclaimed as she climbed up onto the bar next to where Edgar stood, his back half to her. She seemed way to happy over this, a cruel curl coming to her lips. Tapping Edgar on the shoulder, he turned slightly, trying to keep his eyes on both Dom and Claire at the same time. "You ticked mi'broizzle off... Big mistake, big! Huge!" she snickered. Her fist balled up next to her as she dropped to a low stance and drove it straight into the mans throat, causing his hands to fly up and hold as he choked and gasped for breath. "Huge asshole," she spat in his face. Jumping down her foot connected with the back of his knee and caused him to drop to the floor, looking as if he was about to get knighted.
"Crown his ass," Claire said as she took a step back, waiting for Dom to strike.
Dom tossed the broken glass to the side, it was much more satisfying to pummel him with his own fists. Blasting Edgar in the face with a sharp left hook he knocked him down flat on his front to the floor. Turning him over, Dom continued with punch after punch, his face never changing. He didn't look angry, Dominic simply looked like he wasn't there, he was cold. Picking the bloodied boy up from the floor, he held him up straight and aimed him towards his friends. "I want you to look at them. I don't who you are or why you're here but look at them. This was their night, this was Nattie's night. Let me make this perfectly clear; what you did, it wasn't cool, it wasn't funny and it wasn't badass. Right there, those people, that's what this is all about. I am not going to allow any human being to insult me or insult them. I am not going to allow you to come here and do this. This is my life. When I say this I mean it with dead sincerity. If I see you anywhere, causing any kind of trouble, your ass is mine" Dominic's voice never changed, there was no anger or rage. It was simple, low and dark. He tossed Eddy over to Claire, she was dying to get another piece.
Claire caught the man who was at least a good half a foot taller than her but it didn't matter. She gripped his clothing in her fists and pulled him down to his knees. He swung, connecting with her ribs. One of Claires hands dropped and came around quickly, back handing him like a little bitch across the cheek before she regained her full hold on him. "You see, that man there is my best bro, the girl you assaulted is like a sister to me. These folks here, well, we'd kill for her. Starting to see that?" she said coldly as she leaned down and whispered against his ear. "And I have no problem burying your ass in a shallow grave." Spinning him around she put him in a head lock and looked at Dom. "You want another piece of this douchebag? Or you want to toss him into the crowd and let the rest of the guys have fun? Claire chuckled as she rubbed Edgars hair like he was a little boy. "Either works for me."
Dom grabs a hold him from Claire and drags him over to the group, dropping him on the floor and placing a chair over his chest and throat, pinning him to the floor."You've got one chance to say what you will before I throw his ass in the gutter where belongs" Dom could feel his chest getting heavier, he needed to calm but he was struggling, really struggling to bring it down. The pain in his chest was dull but it was definitely there. Claire stepped over next to Dom and looked down at the man, tilting her head this way and that as she looked at his bloodied face. She could only smirk as the man struggled and spat blood up at both her and Dom.
Tas caught what was going on out of the corner of her eye as she tried to calm Nat down. Seeing the look on Dom's face she got worried. "Claire, let the others have him," she shouted. Claire perked a brow but she knew that Tas wouldn't speak up if there wasn't a plan. Grabbing Dom's shoulder, Claire pulled her brother from another mother out of the chair and pulled him back slowly. Edgar gasping for breath as he kicked the chair away, stumbling to his feet and throwing out a slew of curses and threats to everyone in the group.
"Go see to Nat," Claire said quickly to Dom as she pushed him through the crowd. As much as she wanted her and Dom to pummel the man into nonexistence she wanted the rest to have a piece of the action as well. It was St. Patty's Day after all, everyone deserved to enjoy a good bar brawl.
Claire couldn't believe what she had just seen, the look Tas shot her let her as he ran off after Nat screamed cash in that fucking coupon now. Claire gave a quick nod and it didn't take long for her to drop the tux coat and the wig into Didi's hands and shove her back slightly. "Stay out of the way," Claire grumbled under her breath. Claire was known to be a fighter but she was always happy, jovial, never mean. That was until now, the look in her eyes was on fire; her Irish blood was boiling. She caught the look that Dom had come over his features and she smirked slightly as she cracked her knuckles. This was going to go bad fast and Claire intended to enjoy it.
He stepped forward beyond the table they were sitting at, his breathing getting slightly heavier. With no inclination he head-butted Eddy right beneath his left eye, forcing the pretty boy backwards. As the red mist further descended, Dominic pushed passed his friends and followed Edgar's staggering form to the dance floor. Claire laughed slightly as she bee lined behind Dom, she was going to get a piece of this asshole. He grabbed his throat with one hand and squeezed tightly, Dom's arms were like vices, looking at him now, this was not the gentle, caring man his friends were used to. Planting a firm kick into Edgar's knee, the new man bucked onto the floor with Dom pressing his foot against his handsome face. "Really? You're going to come into my house, disrespect my girlfriend? Spit in her face? You're dead" Grabbing the boys jaw, Dom dragged him back to his feet before throwing him against the bar and punching him in the gut. He grabbed a nearby bottled and poured it all over Eddy, just as he had done to Natalya. He then broke the bottle on the edge of the table and waved it in front of Edgar's face. "Wonder what I could do with this?"
"Oh, oh! I know, gut him like a fish!" Claire exclaimed as she climbed up onto the bar next to where Edgar stood, his back half to her. She seemed way to happy over this, a cruel curl coming to her lips. Tapping Edgar on the shoulder, he turned slightly, trying to keep his eyes on both Dom and Claire at the same time. "You ticked mi'broizzle off... Big mistake, big! Huge!" she snickered. Her fist balled up next to her as she dropped to a low stance and drove it straight into the mans throat, causing his hands to fly up and hold as he choked and gasped for breath. "Huge asshole," she spat in his face. Jumping down her foot connected with the back of his knee and caused him to drop to the floor, looking as if he was about to get knighted.
"Crown his ass," Claire said as she took a step back, waiting for Dom to strike.
Dom tossed the broken glass to the side, it was much more satisfying to pummel him with his own fists. Blasting Edgar in the face with a sharp left hook he knocked him down flat on his front to the floor. Turning him over, Dom continued with punch after punch, his face never changing. He didn't look angry, Dominic simply looked like he wasn't there, he was cold. Picking the bloodied boy up from the floor, he held him up straight and aimed him towards his friends. "I want you to look at them. I don't who you are or why you're here but look at them. This was their night, this was Nattie's night. Let me make this perfectly clear; what you did, it wasn't cool, it wasn't funny and it wasn't badass. Right there, those people, that's what this is all about. I am not going to allow any human being to insult me or insult them. I am not going to allow you to come here and do this. This is my life. When I say this I mean it with dead sincerity. If I see you anywhere, causing any kind of trouble, your ass is mine" Dominic's voice never changed, there was no anger or rage. It was simple, low and dark. He tossed Eddy over to Claire, she was dying to get another piece.
Claire caught the man who was at least a good half a foot taller than her but it didn't matter. She gripped his clothing in her fists and pulled him down to his knees. He swung, connecting with her ribs. One of Claires hands dropped and came around quickly, back handing him like a little bitch across the cheek before she regained her full hold on him. "You see, that man there is my best bro, the girl you assaulted is like a sister to me. These folks here, well, we'd kill for her. Starting to see that?" she said coldly as she leaned down and whispered against his ear. "And I have no problem burying your ass in a shallow grave." Spinning him around she put him in a head lock and looked at Dom. "You want another piece of this douchebag? Or you want to toss him into the crowd and let the rest of the guys have fun? Claire chuckled as she rubbed Edgars hair like he was a little boy. "Either works for me."
Dom grabs a hold him from Claire and drags him over to the group, dropping him on the floor and placing a chair over his chest and throat, pinning him to the floor."You've got one chance to say what you will before I throw his ass in the gutter where belongs" Dom could feel his chest getting heavier, he needed to calm but he was struggling, really struggling to bring it down. The pain in his chest was dull but it was definitely there. Claire stepped over next to Dom and looked down at the man, tilting her head this way and that as she looked at his bloodied face. She could only smirk as the man struggled and spat blood up at both her and Dom.
Tas caught what was going on out of the corner of her eye as she tried to calm Nat down. Seeing the look on Dom's face she got worried. "Claire, let the others have him," she shouted. Claire perked a brow but she knew that Tas wouldn't speak up if there wasn't a plan. Grabbing Dom's shoulder, Claire pulled her brother from another mother out of the chair and pulled him back slowly. Edgar gasping for breath as he kicked the chair away, stumbling to his feet and throwing out a slew of curses and threats to everyone in the group.
"Go see to Nat," Claire said quickly to Dom as she pushed him through the crowd. As much as she wanted her and Dom to pummel the man into nonexistence she wanted the rest to have a piece of the action as well. It was St. Patty's Day after all, everyone deserved to enjoy a good bar brawl.
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